Bad Hair Day, chapter 1
"Push harder Tre!!!" yelled Billie Joe. "Shut up fags," I went speeding past them with Mike pushing my cart, "That doesn't sound right." We were in an epic race of shopping carts through Wal-Mart. (a convenient store) Billie Joe and Tre versus Me (Ann) and Mike. Mike and Tre had the hard job of pushing the cart while me and Billie Joe sat in them yelling insults at each other. We started racing from the medicine department where Tre snooped around looking for Viagra and our goal was the beer and liquor area. "Come on now Tre! Use those legs you never use during concerts!" Billie Joe yelled turning around to chin slap Tre. Mike was a fit of laughter. "Tre looks like an old bastard after masturbation!!" He did though. Huffing and puffing, head full of sweat. "Old lady up ahead!" I yelled. Mike and I swerved to the left. Billie Joe and Tre to the right. We went flying down the magazine isle. I put my hand out and grabbed a random mag. "Look! Its your Q magazine issue!" "I look weird in that pic." Mike said pointing to the cover. "Enough of that. Make a U turn. We're going in the wrong direction." Mike turned the cart nearly running into a family looking at clothes. We could hear the other two yelling, "Now who's ahead?!" Mike sped up to them in no time. "Isn't that our Q mag issue?" Billie Joe asked pointing to the cover. "Yea. Now stop moving. You weigh like a ton already." Tre was still breathing hard. Our goal was up ahead and everyone was going into action. Me and Billie Joe ducking down on the cart, Tre and Mike pushing harder. "Whoo hoo!!" Whooped Tre. Billie Joe pulled down his pants and mooned us two. "It was nice winning Billie, but no need to do that." Mike was shaking his head in disapproval. Billie Joe pulled back up his pants. "So what do you want?" I asked pointing to the small array of liquor.
Tre ended up buying a 6 pack of beer and Billie Joe chose some wine bottle. "We sooooo whooped you's asses." Tre yelled over the loud music in the car. "You's ain't a word." I yelled back at him. He and Billie Joe had been bragging on their victory ever since we got in line to pay. "Well aint isn't a word either!" Billie Joe retorted. "Fuckin know-it-alls." Mike muttered. We drove back to the hotel in silence listening to the music. I remembered back to the day when I applied for the job of tour date booker for the band. I was nervous as shit would going down the drain. I went in and briefly described myself to the guys. Hi. Umm My name's Ann, I'm 28, I've taken 4 years of college ,etc. It was hard enough talking to them. So of course, I was thrilled when I got the job. We got to know each other really well so I wasn't surprised when they asked me to go on the tour bus with them this season.
Part 1! A few of you may have read this a while back. I kinda forgot to keep on writing though so here's a re-post while I finish up the the other parts of the story.
Tre ended up buying a 6 pack of beer and Billie Joe chose some wine bottle. "We sooooo whooped you's asses." Tre yelled over the loud music in the car. "You's ain't a word." I yelled back at him. He and Billie Joe had been bragging on their victory ever since we got in line to pay. "Well aint isn't a word either!" Billie Joe retorted. "Fuckin know-it-alls." Mike muttered. We drove back to the hotel in silence listening to the music. I remembered back to the day when I applied for the job of tour date booker for the band. I was nervous as shit would going down the drain. I went in and briefly described myself to the guys. Hi. Umm My name's Ann, I'm 28, I've taken 4 years of college ,etc. It was hard enough talking to them. So of course, I was thrilled when I got the job. We got to know each other really well so I wasn't surprised when they asked me to go on the tour bus with them this season.
Part 1! A few of you may have read this a while back. I kinda forgot to keep on writing though so here's a re-post while I finish up the the other parts of the story.
